I'm in my hotel room right now but an hour earlier, I came back to the same hooker and dropped $200+ on a two hour session (strapped up as last time). Literally exploded. Afterwards, I laid on the bed and just pillow talked with her for the rest of the 30 minutes. I learned a lot about her and stuff. How she got into the game cause she got divorced and had to pay child support(Mexico's divorce laws are HOH) but she eventually ended up loving her job. How we need to get over our Christian hangups. That she taught me the "right way to do it". How to protect yourself against STD's. How cheating is wrong. Tit went on until they were knocking on the door and basically asked us to GTFO and she said to continue the conversation online.
I really started to get the feels but I had to literally slap myself out of it.
It's not DuckTales because the Coli is the only place/people in my life that I can admit this since it's (mostly) anonymous. Here's a pic of proof.
